“How about for tonight, we just don’t discuss the Vegas or the Councillors, the throne or the Heirs. It’s just you and me?” Max offered, his gaze capturing mine and a stillness seeming to fall around us as he made that one simple request. My lips parted on a protest. The Vegas and the throne were what I lived for, what I thrived on. Pretending they didn’t exist was like pretending the sun wouldn’t rise on the morrow-
